Monthly Archives: September 2012

Ah, where would we be without a timeline – a line that shows us our past achievements and the challenges of the future? Without putting time (which, we are told by many, is a mess of simultaneous events, as everything … Continue reading →

Russians are coming! They arrive on their freshly painted tanks and newly banged trucks, bringing freedom from private property and work. Fortunately, our main character’s family lives so deep in the forest that Russians get lost in the labyrinth of … Continue reading →

A lot of people intimately familiar with depression are well spoken and elegantly eloquent. Nick is one of them. He kindly submitted himself to Wendy’s gentle grilling. Nick’s answers to same questions are quite different from mine and Charlie’s. I … Continue reading →

I don’t know how one can make a film about depression without an owl starring in the film. Owls are wise. They are watchful, but discreet. They stay up at nights catching bad thoughts like small pray. The owl in … Continue reading →

I was not going to show you naked ladies tonight (she is getting dressed), but for some reason WordPress video processing Automate picked the image of naked Anna for the thumbnail. Oh well… If you wanted to compare the line … Continue reading →

There are 10 main characters in “Rocks In My Pockets” and approximately 97 minor characters. We’ll introduce them all to you, one by one. First, we have to establish who is the Antagonist of the Film, the Villain. You know that … Continue reading →

Stigma attached to mental illness feels undeserved. Who is to set the standards of a Perfect Human? Who is to tell us which human suffering is normal and which crosses the line into an illness? By admitting that you suffer … Continue reading →